I have failed and I have fallen, cried till I was bawling
Been down so low my face was on the tiles
Where the cold against my lips, hollow like your kiss
Was empty as a North Dakota mile
I tried leaving without losing but the hardest part was choosing
Which direction I would run when I was free
And the only thing I
Writer(s): Sonny Throckmorton
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